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Van Hrunt, it was learned, was the successful suitor for the hand of Miss Agnes Page, who gave Hartley up. Adventure at Fourth of July cele bration at Eastwloh. Hartley rescued a boy, known as "Reddy," from under a horse's feet and the urchin proved to be one of Miss Page's charges, whom she had taken to the country for an outing. Out sailing later, Van Brunt, Pratt and Hopper were wrecked in a squall. Pratt landed safely and a search for the other two revealed an Island upon which they vere found. Van Brunt rented it from Scudder and called it Ozone island. In charge of a company of New York poor children Miss Talford and Miss Page vis ited Ozone Island. In another storm Van brunt and Hartley narrowly escaped be ing wrecked, having aboard chickens, pigs, etc., with which they were to start a farm. Eureka Sparrow, a country girl, was engaged as a cook and Van Brunt and Hartley paid a visit to her father, who for years had been claiming con sumption as an excuse for not working. Upon another Island visit by Miss Page, Eureka diagnosed Hartley's case as one of love for Agnes. At a lawn fete, Van Brunt shocked the church community by raffling a quilt for the church's benefit. Hartley Invented a plan to make Wash ington Sparrow work. In putting the plan into effect Hartley incurs wrath of Miss Page, for whom the "sick man" sent. Agnes then appealed to Van Brunt. Spar row to escape the treatment proclaimed himself well and went to work. Storm bound on Ozone island Van Brunt and Hartley tired of the "Natural Life." CHAPTER XVII. Continued. I expected for sure that they'd lick Nate Scudder for charging his dry season rates for secret keeping. But they never mentioned It to him. When I spoke of it to Van Brunt, he laughed. "Oh, Scudder's all right," he says. "He had a corner in secrets - and squeezed the shorts, that's all. That's legitimate. Scudder has a talent of his own." "Yes, and he's making It ten talents in a hurry, like the feller in Scripture," says I. "Well, he doesn't hide It in a napkin, anyway," laughs Van. "No," says I. "I believe he uses one of Huldy Ann's stockings." About three o'clock we got Into the skiff, the three of us, and rowed to the main. 'Twas a hard wet row. I Judged the gale wa'n't all over yet. We walked up as far as Nate's and there he was waiting in his buggy to drive Van Brunt to the Wellmouth depot. Martin and Van said good-by and had a final pow-wow over the Tea Lead. "Oood-by" says I. "Ain't got any real gilt-edged expensive secrets you want kept while you're gone, have you? I'd like to squeeze a short or two, myself." You ought to have seen Nate Scud der bristle up and glare at me. But his passenger only laughed as usuai. "No," he says, "not a one. My con science is clear. But I may unearth a few while I'm away." Well, he did. But not the kind ho expected. I had to step into Nate's house to get a few eggs. Our own hens was too weighted down under the Natural to be working overtime. Huldy Ann had the remnants of a nicked blue set of dishes that was handed down from her great aunt on her grandmother's side, and she thought Nmaybe Hartley'd be Interested at a dollar a nick. It took so long to make her believe he wa'n't, that we wasted an hour or more there. When v3 got to the hill by tho beach 'twaa 'riost five o'clock. TT. Joseph. C. Lincoln of "Capn Eri "Partncrs of the Tioc- Copyffiottr isof A 6 BaeS en CoiPAr $ fuLusruTioxs ror T.D.NeLviu. , says I. "We ain't had all the dirty weather yet. This'll be a bad night in the bay." Just then from behind us come the hattllng of a wagon and the thumping of a horse's hoofs. Somebody was driving our way like all get out. "Who in time ?" I says. "Runaway, ain't it?" But 'twas no runaway. In another minute, a horse all lather, hauling a buggy all mud, comes bouncing over the hummocky road and down the hill. A girl was driving it. "Whoa!" she Bcreams, shrill. The horse stopped like he was glad of the chance. "Eureka Sparrow!" I sings out. "What In the name of goodness ?" 'Twas Eureka, and the team was the one that the Fresh Alrers had hired for the season. The girl looked as if she'd been through the war. She had a shawl pinned 'round her, but It had slipped down 'most to her elbows, and her hat was over on the back of her neck. "What's the matter?" I asks. "Is Dewey " "Dewey's all right," she says, lean ing from the buggy. "It's little Dennis Itedny. He's awful sick and where's Mr. Van Brunt?" "Gone to New York," says Hartley, stepping up to the wheel. "What is It? Tell me about it." She was almost crying. "The poor little feller," she says, "he was took this morning. Pains, and such suffer ing. We sent for Dr. Bailey, and he was sick in bed himself. Then James drove over for Dr. Penrose, and he'd gone up to the city to a medical so ciety meeting. There wa'n't nobody left but that new doctor at West East wich, Dr, Duncan, and nobody likes him. I wouldn't have him to a sick cat. He says It's appendl appendl some thing or other." "Appendicitis?" asks Hartley. "Yup. That's what he says. And he wants an operation to-morrow. And Miss Agnes don't trust him, and she s all upset. She thinks more of that boy ! And she sent me for Mr. Van Brunt, and " "Sol," asks Martin, quick. "Is this new doctor a good one?" "No, no!" says I. "If he said I had diphthery I'd be sure 'twas gout. And there ain't another doctor nowheres around." "There's one," says Eureka, "if we could only get him. Miss Talford read In the paper day before yesterday that Dr. Jordan, the big sturgeon " "Surgeon," says I. "All right, surgeon then. He's at the Wapatomac house for a week. But he probably wouldn't come and the tele graph vlres are down and nobody thought to write In time. And that Dr. Duncan thing, he says he'll operate to-morrow morning. If he, does he'll kill the boy, just as he done to Erne line Macomber's child. What shall we do? Poor Miss Agnes! Can't nobody help her?" "How can I get to Wapatomac?" asks Martin, sharp and quick. "You can't," pays I. "Not In time to get the doctor. He must reach East wlch on that morning train or 'twill be too late. Tho last train lias gon to-night. There ain't another till eight o'clock to-morrow. If you took that J 'twouldn't reach Wapatomac till ten, Wo was silent for a second. Thea Eureka jumped up in the buggy and clapped her hands. "You can get him!" she cried, her black eyes snapping sparks. "Oh, you can!" "How?" Martin and me said to gether. She pointed towards Ozone island. "The sailboat!" she said. "The Dora Bassett! Sail over In her. Then he'll come on the morning train." I swung around and looked at the waves and the clouds. Wapatomac was clear across the bay miles and miles away. And a night like this was likely to be! "Lord!" says I. "It's crazy! We'd never live " But Martin Hartley was already half way to the skiff. Of course he didn't know the risk, and I did, but well, there. "I'll go," says I to Eureka. "You head for the school fast as your horse can travel. Tell the Page girl not to let Duncan touch the boy till the Jor dan man comes or the train comes without him. You understand?" "You bet you!" says she. "It's splen did! We'll save the boy and Mr. Hart ley will be all right with her. Oh, I'm so glad Mr. Van Brunt wa'n't here!" She whirled the horse around and off she went. I gave one more look at the weather and then ran after Hart ley. Save the boy! A considerable bigger chance of not saving ourselves. Well, my school teacher always used to say I'd be drowned some day If I wa'n't hung first. I had one reef In when the Dora Bas sett swung clear of the outside point of Ozone island cove. I hated to take another, for I wanted to make time. But I had to take it afore we tackled at the end of the first leg. 'Twas pretty nigh a dead beat and the sloop was laying over till I thought sure she'd fill. The waves was as big, almost, as ever I see in the bay, and when one would fetch us on the starboard bow the big gest half of it would shoot clean from stem to stern. We was soaked afore we'd hardly started. It couldn't have been much worse unless 'twas the mid dle of February. I had the tiller and Hartley was for'ard in the cockpit. I was using the mainsail altogether, although later on I did use some of the jib to help her point up to wlnd'ard. There was plenty of water and would be for hours, so I could give her the center board full. That didn't bother us not then. I was too busy to speak and Martin didn't seem to care to. He set there, looking out ahead, and when he turned, so's I could see his face, It was set and quiet. And In his eyes was the look that I'd seen there once afore the day of the pig race. I wouldn't have known him for the reckless, lazy chap he'd been for the last month or so. The only thing he said to me at this time was, as I remember it, something like this: "I know that Dr. Jordan," he says. "I met him at Cambridge at a football game. I was there at college and fa ther came over for the game. The doc tor was one of father's friends." "That's lucky," says I. "Maybe that'll give you some pull." "Perhaps so," says he. "If he won't come," I asks, "what'll you do?" "He'll have to come," was all the answer he made. Even this little mite of talk meant hollering your lungs loose. The wind was rising all the time, the sea kept getting more rugged as we got where the bay was wider, and the splashing and banging was worse than a water wheel working double watches. After awhile I made Hartley set side of me, so that, when I wanted anything, I could grab his arm. This was after It got dark. And it got dark early. Likewise it begun to rain. The storm that we'd had for the last few days seemed to be blowing back over us. Seems as if it ought to have rained and blown Itself out by this time, but we had proof that it hadn't. Wo wa'n't making scarcely anything on our tacks. The Dora Bassett's a good wlnd'ard boat, too, but she'd fall off and fall off. By and by the dark and rain got so thick that I couldn't see the shore lights, and I had to run by compass and guess. There wa'n't likely to be any other blame fools afloat to run Into us, still I gave Hart ley a horn to blow In case there should be. Twas lucky I did. Along about 12, when we was Bomewheres in the mid dle of the bay off Sandy Bend, I should think it seemed to me that 1 heard a toot In answer to one of Hart ley's. He heard It, too, I guess, for he commenced to blow hard and fast. Twan't much use, for anything that was to wlnd'ard of us wouldn't have heard a sound. And we only heard that one, I judge, as the noise was blown past us down the gale. We lis tened and listened, but no more come. All at once we both yelled. Out cf the muddle of rain and black comes poking a big Jibboom and a bowsprit. Next minute a two-master, with only a jib and reefed fo'sail set, went booming by us Just under our stern. I could see a wink of her for'ard lights and a glimpse of a feller holding a lantern by her rail and staring down at us. His face was big-eyed and scared. I've wondered since how ours looked to him. All the rest was black hull and waves and roaring. A mackerel boat trying to run Into Naubeckit harbor, 1 guess she was. I cal'late the after noon lull had fooled 'em Into trying. We didn't say nothing. Only Hart ley looked up at me and grinned. I could see him in tho lantern light. I shook my head and grinned back. All tho time I kept thinking to my- fool, this Is your final bust of craiV ness. You can't make It; you knew afori you Btarted you couldn't. Youll be In among the shoals pretty book and then you and the Dora Bassett '11 go to smithereens and cart that poo. Innocent city man with you. He don't know that, but you do. And all on ac count of a red-headed little toughy from the back alleyB of New York, and a girl that ain't none of your relations. You deserve what's coming to you." And yet, even while I was thinking it, I was glad I was making the try. Olad for Itedny's sake; particular glad on account of what It might mean to Martin and Agnes; and glad, too, just out of general cussedness. You see, 'twas like a fight; and there's a heap of satisfaction once in a while In a real old-fashioned, knock-down ' and drag-out, rough-and-tumble fight that is, when you're fighting for anything worth the row. The storm kept on; seemed as If 'twould never let up. And we kept on, too, three reefs inby this time, and the jib down. And with every tack I cal'lated we was making better head way towards the bottom than any wheres else. I couldn't see nothing to get my bearings from, and hadn't no Idea where we was, except the general one that, up to now, and by God'n mercy, we was afloat. Then, at last, the gale begun to go down. A landsman wouldn't have no ticed the change, but I did. It stopped raining, and the wind was easing up. By and by the haze broke and I caught a glimpse of Middle Ground light, al most abreast of us. I unbuttoned my ileskin Jacket and looked at my watch. Half-past two, and only three-quarters of the way to Wapatomac. We'd been eight hours and a half coming a dis tance that I've made over and over again, in that very sloop, in less than three. Hartley caught my sleeve. "Will we get there?" he shouts. His face was all shining with the wet and his hair was too heavy with water even to blow in the wind. "Don't know," I hollers back. "We'll try." He nodded. The clearing of that haze had helped me considerable. I could sight my marks, the lights, now, and we made faster time. At last, after what seemed a fort night more, come the first streak of gray daylight. The clouds was break ing up and it would be a nice day later on, I judged. But there was a living gale still blowing and the waves was running savage over the shoals ahead. The channel was narrowing up and I had to watch out every second. I sent Hartley amidships to tend center board. We beat in through Long Point reach. The life-saving station is on the Point, just abaft the lighthouse. I see the feller in the station tower open the window and lean out to watch us. I cal'late he wondered what asylum had turned that pair of lunatics loose. Past the Point and now we come about for the run afore the wind up the narrows. Wapatomac village was in plain sight. "With any sort of luck," says I, "we'll be alongside the dock by quarter-past five. The down train leaves at 25 minutes to eight. You can thank your stars, Mr. Hartley." 'Twas a pretty cock-sure thing to say, and I ought to have known better than to crow afore we was out of the woods. But we'd come through so far enough sight better than a reasonable man could expect. The narrows is a wicked place. The channel is fairly straight, but scant width, and on each side of it is a stretch of bars and rips that are bad enough in decent weather. Now they was as good an imitation of as salt water Tophet as I want to see. Strip after strip of breakers, with lines of billng, twisting slicks and whirlpools between. And the tide tearing through. I sent Hartley for'ard to look out for shoals. He had one knee on the edge of the cabin roof and was climbing up, when I happened to glance astern. There was an old "he" wave coming a regular deep-water grayback. "Look out!" I yells. "Stand by!" That wave hit us like a house tum bling down. I'd braced myself and was, in a way, ready for it, but Hart ley wa'n't. He was knocked for'ard on his face. Then, as the bow Jumped up, he was chucked straight back wards, landing on his shoulders and left arm against the centerboard wU. He turned a full somerset and his feet knocked mine from under me. Down I went and the tiller was yanked out of my hands. Waves like that hunt In droves, gen erally speaking. The next one was right on schedule time. Up we went, and sideways like a railroad train. Then down, "Bump!" on the bottom. Up again, and down. "Thump! Crunch!" That time we struck with all our heft. The Dora Bassett shook all over. She rlz, still shaking, and the next wave threw her clean over the bar. We was in deep water for a minute, but just a little ways off was another line of breakers. And astern was the rudder, broke clean off, and floating away. 'Twas no time for fooling. Hartley got to his knees, white, and holding his left arm with his right hand. I jumped and cast off the sheet. She floated then on a more even keel. Then I yanked loose the oar from its cleats alongside the rail and got it over the stern to steer with. This got her under control, and down the lane, between them two lines of. breakers, we went, me with the sheet In one hand, the oar braced un der t'other arm, and the three-reefed malnBall well out. The cockpit wat half full cf water. Aeneas and Dorcas Sunday School Lmoii for Marco 14, 1909 Specially Arranged for This Taper LESSON TEXT. Acts 9:31-43. Memory verses 40, 41. GOLDEN TEXT. "And Peter said un to him, Aeneas, Jesus Christ maketh thee whole; arise and make thy bed. And he arose Immediately." Acts 9:34. TIME. 39 or 40 A. D. Three years aft er the last lesson. Intervening events. The conversion of Saul of Tarsus. His absence In Arabia three years (Gal. 1:17. IS). Ills return to Damascus. Ills visit to Jerusalem (Acta 22:17-21), and depart ure to CUlcia. s PLACE. (1) Lydda, now Ludd, 20 miles northwest of Jerusalem in- the Plain of Sharon, the old Philistine country., (2) Joppa, now Jaffa, the chief seaport of Palestine, and especially of Jerusalem, now connected with It by a railroad 3J miles long. Here Dorcas and Simon the tanner lived Comment and Suggestive Thought. V. 31. The story of the conversion of Paul Is passed over at this time, to be taken up in the next quarter, when we begin the second division o! the Acts, the work of St. Paul. To dwell on that great event here would interrupt the course of the history, and Is especially fitting in connection with the beginning of his career. "Then had the churches rest Gk, and R. V. 'peace throughout" the whole province of Palestine, consist ing of "Judea and Galilee and Sa maria." A bitter persecution followed the martyrdom of Stephen. It may have lasted two or three years. The Occasion of the Peace was the trouble that fell upon the Jews in a conflict with the Roman authorities They were so occupied with their own affairs that they had no time to perse cute the Christians. Growth by Multiplication. The re sult of this dally life showed itself in their rapid increase; they "were multi plied." There are two ways to be multiplied In numbers, and in qual ity and value. The disciples rapidly Increased in numbers, and the aggre gate of churches was greatly enlarged. Then each addition of zeal, of knowl edge, of wisdom, of virtue, of spirit uality, multiplies the value of each disciple and of the church. Every ad ditional gift or virtue or talent in a man is not merely so much added to him, but is a multiplier, for it in creases the value of each and every other gift. Add capital to labor, and both are multiplied. Add common sense to genius, and the man is multi plied many fold. Add to these conse cration, zeal, grace, and love, and you multiply him many fold more. One note Is a sound; add a score or two more and you have an anthem. One color, no matter how beautiful, is mo notonous; add other colors and you have a cathedral window. V. 32. "Peter passed throughout all quarters." Peter's first home mission ary work was in connection with John In Samaria (Acts 8). They both re turned to Jerusalem preaching in the village of Samaria on the way. Now we find Peter again on a Gospel tour throughout Palestine, preaching the Gospel, and healing the sick, as his credentials, and as illustrating the spirit and nature of the Gospels; visit ing and encouraging and teaching the new churches formed by the perse cuted Christians, and keeping them in touch with the apostolic church In Jerusalem. The accounts which fol low may fairly be taken as specimens of many such Journeys of progress, in spection and helpfulness. V. 32. "He came down also to the saints which dwelt at Lydda." All Christians were called saints, because that was their aim and the character istic of their lives. V. 33. Aeneas. Very nearly the same name as Virgil's hero of Troy. "Eight years." Showing that the cure was miraculous. "Sick of the palsy." Palsy Is a contraction of tbe word "paralysis." V. 33. "Jesus Christ." That Is, the Messiah. Peter guards against being thought the source of the healing. He draws men not to himself, but to the Saviour, and shows that Jesus is still doing the same kinds of work he did when he was living on eartn. So the true preacher or teacher always draws attention not to himself, but to his Lord. "Maketh thee whole." The translation "maketh thee whole" Is a very expressive term for complete health, where every part of the body !s present and In perfect condition. Vs. 37-43. The disciples at Joppa learning of Peter's presence at Lydda, sent for him to come without delay, apparently with some hope that the unseen Master would work througU his disciple Peter a miracle of restora tion such as he himself had wrought during his earthly life. Peter went, and like his master at Capernaum, (40) "put them all forth." Then he "kneeled down, and prayed." Then, with assurance of an answer, he "turn ing . . . to the body, said, Ta bltha, arise." If he used the Aramaic, the common language, the expression would be Tabitha cuml, differing but one letter from the Talltha cumi of Mark 5:41, which he heard the master peak la the sick chamber of Caper naum. V, 4i. "Gave her his hand," to help ber up after she was alive. Jesus took Jalrus' daughter's hand. The Teaching of This Sign. 1. It called attention to the fact that Jesus, whom Teter preached, was alive In Heaven. 2. 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